Communication comes in many forms. It can come on the top of your morning chai. An apology from your barista expressed with a line of cinnamon. A symbol of peace spoken without words. A mutual understanding that needed no nod. It comes in colour. Gothic black....

I’ve always loved words; I’m a writer, how can I not? The dictionary and thesaurus are two of my best buddies, taking up sacred space on my desk. I get a thrill from massaging what are essentially strings of sound into meaning that connects people; helping...